To the Drunk Hottie who fell off my motorcycle

[tcfjr]

From CraigsList in Seattle:

To the Drunk Hottie who fell off my motorcycle

Date: 2007-11-07, 5:23AM PST

I met you at the bar last night, and we hit it off. Ya we were both a little buzzed, but you seemed as into me as I was into you. Things got to things, we made out a bit, and you ended up going home with me on the back of my motorcycle, which was awesome because that doesn't usually happen to me. I luckily had the extra helmet with me and let you wear my bike jacket while suffering the cold on the way home. I was feeling pretty happy and lucky to say the least.

This is where things got crazy.

I don't know if you slipped, or thought I was taking you home to kill you, or if your're just plain crazy and had a change of heart, but all of a sudden you let go of me MID-TURN and went flying into the bushes at about 10-15mph near the park by my house. I was so freaked out!!! when I looked back to see you fumbling in the bushes I could only PRAY TO GOD that you didn't hit the asphalt or something worse.

I really thought you must have been hurt at least a bit, but as I turned around to come check on you, you took off into the unlit park running full speed with my helmet and jacket still on! I parked my bike and looked for you for over 2 hours calling your name until I was so cold I had to go home or risk freezing to death.

WTF

Im sorry for what happened and I really hope you're ok, really I do, but seriously WTF. Running into a forested park in the middle of the night like that....I really can't begin to guess what you were thinking, and you weren't that drunk, but i suppose my "crazy-bitch o' meter" wasn't working at the bar that night, and from the speed you took off I can only surmise that your're not that hurt. I would like my expensive bike gear back though, I hope it kept you warm during your psychotic episode, but it IS mine and I kinda need it to get around in the winter. If you could return it to the bar for me, check in with your shrink, and promise to never come near me again that would be great, cause you scared the #*$% outta me and are costing me alot of money.

Sincerely,

Very cold/poor motorcycle rider who will never let women near his bike again.

 

[madmike2]

Hmmmmm!

Some biker had an attack of "the stupids"?

She sobered up riding in the cold and thought, "What the #3&& am I doing"?

She really was a "fox" and has a terminal case of "Pretty Woman Insanity"?

 

[Auburn]

Ah man and I was looking for the happy ending... :glare: :lol:

 

[exskibum]

Let me be the first to say that this one is probably true.

 

[bikerskier]

Hey, I resemble that remark! I do recall bits of an event, very similar....

 

[madmike2]

Hey, I resemble that remark! I do recall bits of an event, very similar....

Yew wuz ridin pillion?

 

[Ari Rankum]

Hey, I resemble that remark! I do recall bits of an event, very similar....

Yew wuz ridin pillion?

Ha! LOL.

Two points!

 

[bikerskier]

Good one, MM2... It was on a 73 H2, about 1 AM, the year end patrol party was in full swing and I had gone home to get my ride. It was a very foolish decision, to bring the scooter back to the party and run some doughnuts on the hardwood dance floor in the hall we had rented. If you rmember the blue exhaust smoke from that beast, it was not a pretty (nor popular, I learned later) sight. A rather silly young lady decided to hop on the the back for the exit ride thru the doors and down the steps and into the night. Much recrimination later, since my first wife was hiding her head in shame during the hijinks.

Damn, that was fun.....

 

[sonicspeed]

now i remember why i don't ride with a spare helmet